
A trap door in the ceiling I never knew was there. A pull-down ladder, a single light bulb with a pull-chain that didn't really cast much light. The whole place was dusty and cobwebby and absolutely wonderful! A virtual treasure trove of stuff.
Where to start? In one corner stood an easel on which was a large frame covered with a sheet. Along one wall, behind the old wooden rocking chair, was a trunk, which I really hoped wasn't locked. And there were boxes and boxes, and more boxes. On one had been scrawled "Letters & journals". Where to start ....
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